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Bad day with my
on my phone is ridiculous
No more shine up on the real N9ne
They talkin' bad on the
Comin' at a so vicious
Get up out of my bed, I'm of feelin' restricted
Fans that I switched
They can tell I was by lookin' at my Twit pic
Got a call from Stevie, know his steezie
Said he 'bout to come to KC, wanna have a little get together, easy
Got a little Cabo Wabo, biz and Ciroc, yo
They wanna have it at my house, is there room for and Picasso?
yeah, come on down
Told Mackazilla that we on rounds, we gotta get more liquor, spread the fun on 'round
We 'bout to kick it with family, put the gun on nigga
I ain't it in eons
'bout to be cooler than Freon
Got another from my homeboy in Denver, named Dion
He just pulled into KC he's double fisted, with bottles
I told him I was on liquor duty and was on models
All of my niggas ready for
I woke, all I remembered is crashin'
I can try and tell you in the verse
But I don't know what happened

Mayday]
It's a blur, blur, blur
The thing's just a blur, blur, blur
just a blur, blur, blur
The thing's just a blur, blur, blur
The thing's just a blur

2: Tech N9ne]
Woke up, got sick, ain't sleepin' in my shit
Looked in the mirror, fucked up
Because is my top lip
Real busted, real puffy, like a nigga me the fuck out
I don't smoke but my mouth like big weed like my nigga Yukmouth
I think I remember two chicks, one thick, another was a
I I was takin' shots with 'em, of Patrn, I don't do this
KC Teas, suds, talkin' to the chick with ghetto butt
She was trippin' when another widow cut
In front of her talkin' to me and I said, "Oh, fuck!"
Everybody keep (Becka Joy)
But I don't even seein' (Becka Joy)
But I heard if you wanna please (Becka Joy)
Put one, two, maybe in (Becka Joy)
Glimpses of a full of bitches and dancin'
And some losin' they pants and romancin' other
And eating each other, and me brothas
My publicist almost a bitch
Cause she punched my nigga with her fuckin'
But he her out, instead
She outta line, nigga somethin' shoulda been
somehow when I touched her
My lip hit her big

It's just a blur, blur,
The whole thing's just a blur, blur,
It's just a blur, blur,
The whole thing's a blur, blur, blur
The thing's just a blur

[Tech
Scenario, what
That nigga keep laughin', cause he made all the drinks
My lip is fucked, I'm not
Said she was up with hips, 'bout 5'1, hell pretty, but Cripped out
Said she got a little cocky and called me a demon and I flipped out
Said that her body was up and her earlobes had a few cuts
I told him I don't hit women, it was not me, I don't do
Came downstairs, all my niggas sprawled out
Then I saw bottles, the makings of Caribou Lou, (damn)
Now there's a screw

The night was perfectly, all seemed well
I woke up in the darkness dizzy, feelin' like
I feel like myself, oh no
I've never ever felt this way in so long
It's just a

(Voice of a girl)

MAYDAY]
It's just a blur, blur,
The thing's just a blur, blur, blur
It's a blur, blur, blur
The whole just a blur, blur, blur
The whole thing's a blur